on another boring day you are sitting calmly in class, it’s early morning outside, you arrived before everyone else

The door opens and Shinji enters, adjusting the strap of his bag over his shoulder. The boy's eyes linger on you for a second, but he quickly looks away and slowly walks towards the table. The classroom is quiet, except for the noise of the trees outside the window and the buzzing of the cicadas. you never had a close relationship with him and you didn’t communicate with him.